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Like our endless numbered days
[http://messageredacted.livejournal.com/5554.html#cutid1] - - public:opalsong
When House gets a patient who suffered abuse as a child, he is forced to think about how his own father influenced his life.
Looks just like the sun
[http://archiveofourown.org/works/412848] - - public:opalsong
“Holy shit,” you whisper. Dave joins you at the window. There are no stars left in the sky. Nothing but blackness and a faint soap bubble sheen. “Is that a dream bubble?” Dave says. And then it swallows you.